"So I've been told." It wasn't generally complimentary and might not have been here, but Loki couldn't make himself care one way or another. There was a decided limit to how insulting anyone could be when they so clearly knew what they were doing. Her hand pushing and squeezing was good, but he felt they'd established that he was not the best baseline for judging general massage skill. The thin slices of knife were more impressive - enough for hot lines of pain, even a few drops of blood, but no real damage. Nothing that he wouldn't heal in minutes or less, but carefully judged to ensure that he wasn't stringing thoughts together without serious effort.